


A Christmas wish

by N8schatten



Category: Doctor Who, Doctor Who (2005)
Genre: Episode Fix-It: s04e08 Silence in the Library, F/M, Fluff, I blame Cyn, Post-Episode: 2016 Xmas The Return of Doctor Mysterio
Language: English
Status: Completed
Published: 2020-05-13
Updated: 2020-05-13
Packaged: 2021-03-02 17:14:36
Rating: Not Rated
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Chapters: 1
Words: 5,535
Publisher: archiveofourown.org
Story URL: https://archiveofourown.org/works/24170401
Author URL: https://archiveofourown.org/users/N8schatten/pseuds/N8schatten
Summary: Grand had lived a long and happy life. The last thing he wanted to do was giving something back, because the Doctor deserves it.
Relationships: Amy Pond/Rory Williams, Lucy Fletcher/Grant Gordon, The Doctor/River Song, Twelfth Doctor/River Song
Comments: 4
Kudos: 32





	A Christmas wish

**Author's Note:**

> Really I don't even know how this happened. There was a discussion and suddenly I was writing this! Well enjoy! Oh, and please if you find any grammar mistakes or similar, make me aware of them. English is not my first language and I want to get better.

It had been years since Grant had climbed all the way up to the roof. Many, many years and honestly, he was surprised that he made it at all. He wasn’t young any longer. His one-hundred birthday was in a few months and many people looked forward to it. It was a beautiful life. He had been a hero for a long time, but not as _the Ghost_ , but as a father and a husband. The only superpower he needed had been his super speed. To catch Jenny when she fell from a tree she had climbed. To catch the china Lucy couldn’t hold any longer, because it was to much on a tray or to get groceries last minute Sometimes he would fly with Jenny in his arms or with her little brother, Michael. Grant smiled and pushed the door open. He had had a happy life and many people were surprised he was still as fit as he was. His children and their children never let the secret slip. So he had enjoyed the happiness of their family, but with Lucy’s deaths anniversary coming closer and his hundred birthday, he thought it was time. Time to give something back that he should have given a long time ago. 

Grant made his way over the roof and to the strange thing standing on top of the building. It had been there since Grant was six years old and nobody had removed it. He had made sure of that. After all he had to say thank you to an old friend. Grand smiled and placed a hand over the soft red glow in his chest that had been there for nearly a century. He smiled at the sky and enjoyed the feeling of the snow on his face. It felt right. Everything about this moment felt right. The snow, the peace he felt and the knowledge that this should have happened a long time ago.

“Now old friend.” Grant mumbled, his voice barely a whisper. “It’s time to say goodbye. You have an other purpose after all!” There was a warmth spreading through his chest and into his limbs. It felt like the embrace Lucy used to give him. Like the feeling of a small body cuddling against his seeking protection. It felt like all the happy moments in his life and Grant knew he didn’t needed the stone any longer. “Let’s be a hero for one last time.” He mumbled and as he pulled his hand away from his chest he felt the pulsing gem between his fingers. It was strange to see it again, after all the last time he had seen it, his hand has been so small and without wrinkles. Steady and strong. Now the gem looked even more precious in his old and shaking hands, but Grant didn’t feel loss or had any doubts. It was his time after all. He closed his fingers carefully around the Hazandra and stepped closer to the device. It took him a moment to open the lit, but in the end he succeeded and pulled it open. With one last deep breath he slit the little red gem into the place it belonged to and closed the lit. He rested his head against the cool surface and felt the power pulsing through the metal. Asking him what it should do and Grant answered. “Do you magic, my friend. Do whatever the purpose of this device was and make the Doctor happy. I think he waited long enough.” Grant waited just long enough to see the faint red glow starting to spread over the device, before he turned and made his way back. He didn’t need to stay. He knew it would work.

The first thing he did when he closed the door to his flat behind him, was to reach for his phone. He dialled Jenny’s number with shaking fingers and waited. It took her some time to answer, but it was nearly midnight after all and Christmas night too. “Dad?” Jenny’s voice was sleepy and a little bit grumpy, but he just chuckled. It still made him proud that she called him that and he remembered the day she asked him to adopt her vividly. “Hello, Jenny” Grant said softly and took a deep breath. “I am sorry for waking you, but sweetheart, it is time” His voice had reduced to a whisper and there were tears prickling in his eyes. “It is time for me to meet your mum again and I want to see you one last time.” There was silence on the other side of the phone until he heard Jenny inhale sharply. “Nicolas!” Grant closed his eyes, he felt awful to do that to her, but he wanted to see them one last time.

“We are coming Dad, ok? I’m going to call Sue and Bill and make sure they know and …I will be there Dad, I promise.” Grant smiled sadly and nodded. “It’s fine Jenny. I will call your brother next, so you don’t have to.” Jennifer didn’t answer and Grant was fairly sure that was, because she was crying so hard. It was Nicolas his son-in-law who answered him. “We’ll be there in twenty minutes.” Grant called his son and then made his way to his favourite armchair near the window. It was huge. He had spent hours upon hours in there, telling his children and grandchildren and great-grandchildren stories and fairytales and more than once the story of The ghost and Doctor Mysterio.

Twenty minutes later his flat was flooded with his family. Jenny was the first to reach him. Her daughters and their children directly behind her while Nicolas was holding the door open for Michael and his second born. Michael hastily opened an app on his mobile so his firstborn daughter could see Grant one last time. She was in Europe and as fast as travelling was those days, she wouldn’t make it, not with two three week old babies. Grant wished he could have meet the twins, who they had called Lucy and Grant, but he also knew that he couldn’t have everything he wished for. He had been granted so much already. 

Grant fell asleep with his youngest great-grandchild on his lap and his family around him telling stories. All of them laughing and crying, sad and happy at the same time. It was the most beautiful Christmas present he ever got. He fell asleep, feeling the power of the Hazandra washing over the city. Greeting him like an old friend and making him feel like the six years old again, who had swallowed it. Grant fell asleep with a smile on his face and the image of Lucy in his mind. The last thing he heard was the worping sound of a blue police box. 

***

Amelia Williams had stopped being Amy Pond nearly a century in the future when she had turned her back to the angel. When she had chosen Rory over the Doctor. She didn’t regret it. No, the only thing she regretted was that she couldn’t have spent more time with her daughter. That her last words to her River had been to care for the Doctor. It was the only thing Amelia regretted. Oh, she regretted those words deeply, but all in all Amelia was happy with her life. Yes it was difficult. Without the internet or with all those strange rules the past had, especially for women, but they managed. With the help of River, who looked out for them even now. Her beautiful girl had made arrangements for them, so they could live a happy life in the past and so far Amelia was happy. Sometimes she missed the adventure and the taste of time on her lips, but Rory was so much more important than anything else. Besides all those adventures made beautiful children’s stories and mystery novels. Amelia chuckled and Rory looked at her, a soft light glowing in his eyes. “What is it?” She smiled at him. “Just thinking about the Doctor.” She mumbled and laid her head against his shoulder. He wrapped an arm around her and hugged her closer. “We will see them again, one day.” He said with a certainty, that only the last centurion could have had and for a moment she was Amy again. Ready to run. 

They smiled at each other and then Amelia turned back to her book, while Rory continued to read his newspaper. The radio played softly in the background. None of them saw the red glow that painted the night sky for a moment, but both of them heard the worping. A whirlwind picked up around them. Amelia let the book slip to the floor as she realised that it wasn’t the crackling of the radio, but the actual sound of the TARDIS. “Rory!” Amy’s voice was tight and she could feel disbelieve and fear tightening her throat, but there was also hope. Maybe he had found a way. Maybe it was possible. “Oh my God Amy” It was Rory who made her aware on the blue shape that flickered in and out of existence just left from their coffee table. The groaning and huffing were clear and Amy felt tears welling up in hear eyes. With one last wrop the blue police box appeared fully in the room and everything went quiet again.

Amy didn’t move until Rory stood up and made the first step forward. She scrambled to get to her feet, but she stayed behind Rory, just grabbing his hand. His hand was shaking as he stretched his arm out to touch the blue painted wood. His hand touched a warm surface and the TARDIS gave out a soft sign.

Rory whirled around to Amy, an impossible grin on his face and then he lifted her in the air and twirled them both through their living room. “We can go home!” He cried and Amy felt tears streaming down her face. When Rory set her down they didn’t need words. “Just a moment, dear” Amy called over her shoulder as she ran out of the room. “We need to pack.” The TARDIS huffed amused, but Amy knew she would wait. Only when they stood in front of the TARDIS again, each of them a trunk in each hand they realised the Doctor wasn’t there. They shared an unsure look, but in the end it didn’t mattered, the TARDIS was here. Just because the Doctor wouldn’t come out, it wouldn’t mean they wouldn’t come in! Amy sat down one of her trunks and fished the key out of her pocket. She slipped it into the lock and turned…the key didn’t move. Amy just stared and then looked at Rory. Her stomach dropped. “He changed the lock.” She whispered tears forming in her eyes. How could he? How dare the Doctor do that to them? How could he come to get them and then play such a cruel joke on them? After all this time and he just…

“AUA!” Amy jumped back her second trunk falling to the floor. Rory let go of his too, to gab for her, but Amy just stared at her hand. The fingers that had gripped the key where red and it hurt. “Amy” Rory said and she looked up to see the key glow in a soft light, heat radiated from it and she could feel it even a few feet away. It stopped just as fast as it started and this time it was Rory who carefully grabbed the key and twisted. The door opened with a soft click. 

They were greeted with a completely different interior than the one they knew. Darker and with much more metal than anything they had seen before, but it still felt like home. Leather and books made the space warm and the round things made it… the TARDIS. Amy glazed back at Rory and they grinned at each other. The Doctor never had a good tasted in clothing it seemed he couldn’t redecorate either. “DOCTOR?” Amy called as she took two trunks from Rory and stepped deeper into the console room. Nobody answered and Amy began to wonder where the hell the Doctor was, when the door snapped shut behind her. Amy turned afraid that Rory was still outside, but he looked up at her just as surprised. It took them a moment to remember what exactly would happen next. Once they remembered, they let go of the trunks to grab onto the railing just as the TARDIS leaped into flight. “She flies on her own!” Rory said once the flight got a bit smoother and Amy nodded. She didn’t felt very happy about it, but she also felt the warm and calming presence of the TARDIS brushing against her mind. “It is her” she mumbled and stepped closer to the controls. Rory rounded them to stand next to her. “Wonder where he is.” He mumbled and then they looked at each other again. Their frowns turned into smiles, because they could go home. They could see their family again. “We can see River again.” Amy whispered and Rory's smiled brightened even more as he slung an arm around her and looked up at the TARDIS. “Yes we will!”

***

When they landed, the doors didn’t open immediately, instead the lights inside of the TARDIS brightened until they had to close their eyes. Amy heard the doors open and glimpsed up. Red light shimmered outside the doors and it looked like…”RIVER” Amy screamed and rushed forward. The TARDIS in her mind told her to be fast, fast, faster, but to be careful to not touch a shadow. Amy grabbed her daughters hands just as the red glow faded and pulled her inside. The doors slammed shut and then they were flying again.

“River, sweetie” Amy mumbled trying to find a pulse. Rory dropped to his knees next to her. His face hard with concern, but at the same time his training took over. He checked their daughter over and when he found what he was looking for and he let out a soft breath. “She is fine!” He mumbled and smiled at her. 

Maybe the TARDIS needed to make sure of that herself, maybe she was just happy to see her daughter again. There was a low hum and suddenly warm light embraced River and Amy had to close her eyes again. It felt like the TARDIS war embracing them. River stirred as the light faded away and with a little groan she opened her eyes. “Mum?” She looked so utterly fragile and afraid it broke Amy’s heart. She just knew this River was past Manhattan. “Hey there sweetie.” Amy greeted and River eyes flew to Rory who waved her.

River just burst into tears.

***

Amy was livid. It had taken them some time, but they got the whole story out of River. Everything that had happened after Manhattan, Darillium and then the Library. Amy was livid and she knew exactly what she would tell the Doctor once they found him, but right now she just enjoyed the feeling of hugging her daughter. River had been in tears for the first time ever and Amy just had tugged her closer, while Rory ran into the kitchen to get tea. They had talked for hours sitting on the ground on the console room with tea in their hands. River had told them what the TRADIS told her and her hand where shaking. “He didn’t take it to well at first.” She whispered brushing a stray curl out of her face. “But he is better.” The concerned look in Rivers eyes turned into a smirk. “He doesn’t know what is happening right now. Just that his TARDIS run away on her own.” They grinned about it and then River went suddenly pale. 

“River?” Rory laid a hand on her shoulder, but their daughter ignored him. She placed her cup on the ground and stood up. Her gaze fixed on the little, silver pocket watch that rose from inside the console. “What is it River?” She and Rory stood up to and stepped next to their daughter, just as she picked up the pocket watch. It had the same circular writing all over it that the Doctor called Gallifreyan. “It is from Gallifrey.” River mumbled her hand around the watch shaking. “She got it from a friend of the Doctor after he found Gallifrey again. He doesn’t know about it.” River looks close to tears again and her hand was shaking violently. “What is it?” Rory asked and River turned to him.

“Regeneration energy. A full set.” Amy didn’t even understand what that meant until she remembers Berlin and Mels and Hitler, but it was Rory who acted. He leaned forward and kissed Rivers forehead. At the same time he laid his hand over Rivers and the watch and with a soft _click_ he opened it. The golden light brushed against Amy’s hands and cheek as if it wanted to say thank you, but then it turned to River as if it knew that it was for her. River gasped as the light curled around her and slipped under her skin. For a long moment she looked like a goddess and Amy felt her heard swell at the sight. That was her daughter just as she should have been, with life and possibilities under her skin. Amy shared a look with Rory over Rivers shoulder and they smiled. The TADRIS hummed happily and River smiled to. “I think,” she mumbled. “I think it is time to go home!” 

***

And home they went. The TARDIS drove and none of them argued, because after today, none of them had a reason not to listen. The screen came to live just as they landed and it showed them an office. A large room, red painted walls and dark furniture. In the middle of the room was a desk and in front of this desk stood a girl. River snorted. Of course it would be a girl. River eyed the dark skinned girl with hair just as gravity defying as River’s own. There was a bow in her hair and she was wearing a rainbow shirt. The girl gaped at the TARDIS for several seconds until she turned on her heels and shouted. “DOCTOR, NARDOLE” Rivers hearts stopped for a moment and then relieve made her feel light headed and warm. He was still with Nardole. He hadn’t been alone. “River?” Rory looked at her with concern and River smiled at the father. “Nardole is a friend of ours. After I left him on Darillium, the Doctor promised me he would take Nardole with him, so he wouldn’t be alone.” Both her parents looked back at the screen. Relieve shines in their eyes. They too knew what he could be like if he was alone. A door they hadn’t seen burst open and two man run into the room. They looked nervous and the hair of the taller one was wilder than ever before. 

“ _WAIT_ ” Amy shouted and starred at the screen. “Where is the Doctor?” Her mother looked confused and a little bit frightened. “He regenerated, mum.” River said with a grin and pointed at her husband. “But don’t let his body fool you. He is thoroughly capable.” Her dad made a noise, but the conversation outside was way more interesting, so River ignored her dad discomfort. 

“The TARDIS!” The Doctor’s face lit up with relief and then he made a beeline for the TARDIS. He looked her over and stroked her wood so fondly her parents burst into giggles. “Good to know that some things never change.” Her dad gasped between breaths. Amy giggled hard, but after a moment she was able to say. “Seems like you have competition.” River watched with fondness how her husband leaned his forehead against the door and mumbled his worry and relieve to the TARDIS. “Don’t worry, mum. We are both very aware how much he loves us.” The soft hum in her mind made the love the Doctor held for her very clear. “I know mother.” She whispered. 

Outside the Doctor pushed the door. It stayed stubbornly in place. The Doctors face fell and now his eyebrows did a thing. River hadn’t realised how much she had missed him and those quirks of him. “What? Why are you? What did I do?” He looked like a puppy that just got a scolding. Amy gasped and looked at River with wide eyes and a huge grin. “He is Scottish!” River grinned back, noticing how her dad frowned in concern. “Oh common!” The Doctor sounded frustrated and his accent got even more pronounced. “First you leave without a warning for nearly a week and know you wound let me in? What did I do?” His arms were flailing and then he turned abruptly. “He is even more dramatic than Bowtie!” Rory said and Amy made a face, but River just stared at the screen. It was an odd angle and the picture was on the other side of the desk, but…

Nardole, the girl and the Doctor started a conversation and her parents listened in, but River just stared at the picture on his desk visible for everyone. A picture of her. He had a picture of her on his desk. Angled just so, that everyone coming through the door could see her. River felt tears in her eyes and the TARDIS hummed a little louder in her mind. Telling her about the picture. He was telling his companion about her, and his colleagues knew he was married. He wasn’t keeping her a secret, he was open about her even doe for him, she had died. Something inside of River loosened and she turned towards the door. Ignoring both her parents, she crossed over to the door and pushed. It didn’t move. Anger and disbelieve swelled inside her and she turned back to her mother. “Why are you not letting me out? I get that you want to surprise him, that’s why you don’t let him in, but…” The voice of her mother flooded her mind. Sending her feelings and intentions and a plan. River scoffed and glared at the TARDIS.

“I don’t like it!” The humming was less pleased this time and River stepped back to the console. “Please.” The TARDIS showed her the exact same thing and River growled in frustration. 

“River?” Her parents looked at her in confusion and River signed. “She wants you to go first. I should wait until later.” She made sure to sound very displeased with this idea, but the TARDIS just hummed and glowed a little brighter. Amy just smiled at Rory and grabbed his hand. “Then we shouldn’t make you wait.” Her parents crossed to the door and the TARDIS moved the screen so River could see what would happen. When her mum pushed at the door, it opened without problem. Outside the Doctor turned around at the sound of the open door. A triumphant grin was forming on his face. The grin collapsed the moment Amy strode out of the TARDIS. 

River watched as her husband turned very white very suddenly and how he swayed. Nardole- her dear Nardole- noticed it and rushed forward to steady him, but the Doctor didn’t even notice. He was solemnly focused on her parents. “Ponds” It was a whisper, barely audible even and River saw how his hands started to shake. “Hello raggedy man!” Amy grinned at him nothing in her face made it clear when she was or how she knew him. Her dad just smiled silently and waved at the Doctor. His eyes jumped to Rory and her dad’s name escaped the Doctors lips than his eyes jumped back to her mum. “Amy…How…Are you…when…you” He stuttered his face still so terrible white. With tears in his eyes and then suddenly he surged forwards. Nardole, who still was steadying her husband, stumbled a step with him and then was steadied by the girl. Both of them looked at the scene before them with awe and confusion. 

The Doctor had grabbed both her parents and hugged them. His hand gripped the fabric of their shirts so hard his knuckles had turned white and his fists were shaking. His face was buried into Amy’s hair and he was talking to them. Apologising for failing them For not saving them. With every apology he hugged them a little closer until Rory hugged him, back. It was as if every little bit of tension left the Doctor. He still gripped their shirts, but not as hard as before. Tears slipped down her cheeks and River starred and listened as her parents told the Doctor that they were fine, and after all the TARDIS had found them. 

There was a soft _click_ and River turned her head to the door. The TARDIS hummed in her mind, but River remained in her place. The door was open she could go outside. To her husband, to the man who had a picture of her on his desk and talked about her like she was still alive. River started and then, like on autopilot she started walking. She was barefoot. Not heels to make a sharp sound on the metal floor, just the soft pad of her feet. It was calming and scary at the same time and suddenly River stood in front of the door. A hand already on the handle to push it open. 

_“I missed you so much”_ Her husband's voice was audible through the door, even doe it should be impossible. River gave the door a soft push and it swung open without a sound. Nobody noticed her. Her parents still stood with their backs to her. Her husband still had his face hidden in Amy’s hair and both Nardole and the girl where focused on the Doctor. At least for a moment. It was Nardole who noticed her first. It was probably his android body, that made him aware of a sixth person, but he looked up. His eyes got huge and he got on his tiptoes to see better. The girl notices his movement and then she noticed River too. Both of them stared at her with open mouth, enable to talk for a moment. When they found the ability to speak, they did it at the same moment. “Professor Song” 

“That’s your wife.” 

The Doctors head shot up so fast River winced. He would pay for that later. The look in his eyes was like fire and ice at the same moment. It was filled with fear and disbelief and so much love and hope. Suddenly his hands were shaking again and once more his face was so terrible white. “River” It was a whisper, that reminded her of stolen hours and kisses. Of running together and laughing to hard, after doing something incredibly stupid and nearly dying. Most of all it was a whisper that reminded her of 24 years and happiness. He had whispered her name like this, many, many times. Between kisses and while they were cooking. Soft whispers of her name replacing of the once poets and playwrights used. River grabbed the door and smiled at him. The movement made his eyes break free from her face and suddenly his eyes where roaming her body. With each bit her took in his eyes got more frantic. First her hair, than the dress she was wearing. The ring on her finger that was barely visible. 

“Hello Sweety, I’m home”

He moved before she could blink. Carefully, but forceful he pushed her parents aside and took the steps that separated them. He grabbed for River. His finger gripped her hip hard as he lifted her of the ground. Just high enough that her face was a little bit higher than his and then he was kissing her. It wasn’t a hard kiss. This kiss was nothing like the other times when they didn’t have enough time and he wanted to say so much. 

This kiss was soft and sweet, filled with love and hope and begging for forgiveness. His mind brushed against her and River smiled into the kiss. She cradled his face into her hands and opened her mind for him. She showed him pain that leaving him on Darillium had caused. She showed him how afraid she had been in the library. She let him have part in the awe full burning pain that was the last thing she felt before she uploaded herself. She showed him how much he had hurt her, by ignoring her data ghost. She let him feel her love for him. They had stopped kissing at some point, River’s hands still cradling his face and instead they just pressed their foreheads together. He had shifted his hands, so he could hold her better. One around her legs and the other was painting Gallifreyan words on her back.

 _I am so sorry, River._ His voice in her head was so pained and guilty Rivers hearts stuttered. _I searched so long and tried so much, but I never found a way to save you. I had so many ideas and theories. Oh River I am so sorry I broke my promise!_

_Oh my love._ River said. _But you did! You made the device in New York to free my parents._ In her mind the Doctor protested and told her about Grant and who he failed. River smiled at him and stroked his cheek. _Grant died and before he did he went to the roof and gave the Hazandra up to help you like you helped him. He filled the stone with love and hope over nearly a century. It made it much more powerful. Grant told the stone to do what he was meant to do. He told him to make you happy._

The Doctor shocked River opened her eyes to see tears in his. “You did it, my love.” You saved me after all!” He looked at her in wonder as smile in his face, scrunching his nose in this ridiculous way she loved so much. Suddenly it bubbled out of him. He was laughing and spinning her. Twirling them through the room laughing out loud. He stopped them just as suddenly as he started, looked at her smiling happily. “I love you River Song. My beautiful wife.” He pressed her closer to him and kissed her again.

***

Grant was barely able to breathe when he finally reached the door to his flat. Everything was much harder, suddenly. His knees hurt. Walking down the stairs hadn’t been a good idea after all. His arms felt so heavy and he had problem breathing. He should have known, that parting with the stone would have consequences. He grabbed the doorknob to steady himself, so he wouldn’t fall and started to search for his keys. He found them, but his hand was shaking so much that it took him some time to put it into the lock. The door opened with a click and he shifted his hand to the doorframe. “Grant” He turned and there hidden in the shadow of the night was a blue police box. Both of its doors were open and golden light spilling into the hallway. He wondered how he missed that. In the door stood the Doctor. Smiling at him, joy dancing in his eyes. 

“Ho ho ho” He said, joy mixed with mischief. “Merry Christmas” 

Grant laughed and suddenly the Doctor wasn’t alone. There was a beautiful woman leaning against his side. Each of them had an arm around the other. The blond hair was wild and gravity defying. She looked at Grant with something that almost seemed to be grateful. Why was she grateful? Another man stood next to the woman. The same blond hair, but straight and they had the same nose. Grants eyes flew to the second woman. Red hair, but the same features like the Blonde and the same fierce look in her eye. His eyes flickered from one to the other taking in the similarities. The pair were the parents of the blond one. Yes, they looked the same age, but then again the Doctor was a time traveller and an alien, right? Why shouldn’t there be a species, where parents and children looked the same age?

A family… He suddenly understood. Long forgotten word’s popping back into his head. The Doctor had wanted to right something that had been broken. Grant never thought it would he his family. “Thank you Grant” The Doctor said saluting him. Grant did the same and then entered his flat. The first thing he did when he closed the door to his flat behind him, was to reach for his phone. 

Outside of the door a blue police box stood in the hallway unnoticed by the family rushing inside the flat. It stood there until red light filled the night sky. When Grant closed his eyes, the blue box disappeared with wushing and worping and it was the last thing Grant heard.


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